are you lonely?
the salt in the air,
california sun in your hair.
i still find pieces of your presence here.
hail to your dark skin,
blue eyes,
lowest lows,
shrillest highs.
mull this over,
hold your glass up,
leave your things behind.
i tried my best to
guide you.
it's a long way home;
i've been searching for a long time.
all that we fought for,
broken up into bits.
there's beauty in the breakdown:
a single tragic scene.
too high to wonder why.
“come down now.”
where to go?
i feel like talking.
you were somehow the rain,
a flood in my head;
window broke, torn up screens.
i can hear the sun.
i would be, i should be
moved to drink strong whiskey;
cram it down my throat.
you are
no longer
all that i need.
where’d you go?
hiding the fact you're dead again;
i could have been your pillar.
nine to five,
ticking clock,
i shook the hand of time.
but you're alive!
all the lights on and you are alive.
lift the mattress off the floor,
tonight the sun shall see its light.
i can smell the ocean,
so sublime;
it rises with the fall.
comes from a place
i might be doomed never to find.
we live in a beautiful world.
when the stars are aligned,
all my thoughts are clear.
i may seem to feel a touch of love.
am i too dumb to refine?
a found poem using only lyrics form the garden state soundtrack